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[The post that pops up in the feed in the middle of the night doesn't appear to be made with Dave's comm device, but it's Dave that pops up on the screen anyway, and he looks like hell. A split lip, a bruise blossoming along the jaw, nose bloodied, and...there appears to be a dirty sock caught on the collar of his uniform?

Honestly, the weirdest part is probably that it's a video post in the first place. He doesn't have time to sit around messing with this too much, though. Even as practiced at typing as he is, it's harder to do while moving and judging by the background, he's definitely on the move.]

Rise and shine, [PROFANITY CENSORED]. Elevator closest to the infirmary. I know y'all are functionally a bunch of temporally helpless infants, all shaky legged, eyes barely open and all that, but I need you to get your [PROFANITY CENSORED] down here yesterday regardless.

[He's not even trying to dance around the vulgarity filter. It's real bad.]

Found our baddie. Tall lady, redhead, red tattoos. She originally had on a suit and a blonde wig and some kinda mask but no idea if she's sticking with all that. Crazy strong and fast. Pretty sure she can heal herself up, so that's awesome. Lots of ninja weapons, like this [PROFANITY CENSORED] not only ripped off Tenten's skin but also her whole schtick, it's pretty insulting honestly. The skin thing's probably still a bigger deal but hey, I'd be pissed.

[He's babbling a little, half mumbling by the end there, but his expression remains flat and unreadable the whole time. Finally he seems to get where he's going and he pauses, swinging the camera around to the scene in question. Blood everywhere, dents and furrows in the metal walls, smoke still pouring out from the elevator shaft.

The camera spins back to him, and he somehow only looks more tense.]

She got Wash. Probably someone else too, judging by the blood she already had on her when we ran into her, but [PROFANITY CENSORED] if I know who or where.

[He leaves it at that.

For anyone actually sleeping like a normal person at this time, someone comes running through the dorm area soon afterward to bang on walls and make sure people wake up. Seems like Dave sent over the people that had been on watch outside the infirmary.]

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[That's some horror movie shit right there. Dave just about jumps out of his skin.]

Jesus fuck–

[Except then he recognizes the coughing and. Holy shit??? Eyes widening, he hurries over to look into the shaft.]

...You've gotta be kidding me.

[parannoyed]

[Wash should not be alive. His face is battered and bloody. His clothes are shredded and burned, almost to the point of indecency. His skin is stained with soot.]

[He holds up a bloody, battered hand.]

Jesus Christ, help me up already!

[He doesn't have the strength to get himself over the edge without help.]

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Maybe I'm just understandably hesitant to stick my hands anywhere near a goddamn zombie.

[But he reaches down anyway to grab Wash's sooty hand, heaving him upward out of the shaft.]

[parannoyed]

I'm not a zombie!

[He really should be one, that much is obvious after he's actually on the floor. He drags himself on the floor away from the door and it's...clear that it's dire. That's a lot of blood.]

[Yet his skin isn't wrecked like his clothes are.]

I don't know how I'm not one after having an elevator full of grenades dropped on my head, but yep, bleeding. I'm bleeding a lot. Zombies don't bleed.

[He looks at the blood pooling near his leg.]

Actually, I'm - I'm bleeding out. I need something to use as a bandage.

[He gestures wildly at the laundry chute door.]

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Have you gotten shanked on top of a stone slab at some point?

[It's dry – he really doesn't think godtiering is a thing for other people, let alone that it's a likely possibility given all that blood. And...god, fuck, that's a lot of blood. Dave looks faintly nauseous, honestly.

Dave finally picks the sock off his collar and drops it on Wash as if that little bit of fabric might help before hurrying over the the laundry chute. Unfortunately, him getting shoved down it before made sure anything sitting at the top of it got shoved down with him, so Dave is stuck staring at the empty chute door for a second before heaving a sigh and shaking his head.]

One minute. Try not to get an elevator dropped on you this time.

[And then he swings himself through to slide back down the chute.]

[parannoyed]

[When Dave comes back up, Wash is already drifting in and out of consciousness and the pool of blood is alarmingly big.]

[And more of it is near his torso than there should be.]

[Her speed and the haze of the adrenaline rush meant the he didn't realize he'd also gotten tagged in the upper abdomen.]

[The skull fracture isn't helping either.]

[The skin that isn't covered in blood or soot is clammy and pale.]

Didn't let...an elevator...drop on me again.

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[He makes good time, what with not being tangled in a blanket this time, but fuck that sure is a lot of blood he returns to.]

Shit. I mean, awesome, good job.

[He sets to work quick, tearing strips of the blanket to make tourniquets and bandages while trying to staunch the flow of blood with the rest. He's good at first aid, at least. More that he can thank Bro for.

Goddamn, where is everyone? Are they brushing their teeth and getting dressed first or what??]